147 I Will Let You Wish You Were Dead! 4yr

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"Hahahaha…" Immediately after, Wu Xingwen laughed loudly and said, "Who do you think you are? You have the Evil Soul Art, stop dreaming…"
Wu Xingwen retorted with absolute disbelief.
Just as Yang Dingtian was about to say something, there were sounds of galloping hoofs coming from below the mountain. Those riders were also yelling out at the same time.
Wu Xingwen's expression changed, as he immediately knocked Yang Dingtian out with a palm strike to the back of Yang Dingtian's head.
Yang Dingtian had just recovered from his injuries, and only less than half of his mystic qi had been recovered. Seeing how Wu Xingwen suddenly turned hostile and executed his palm strike, Yang Dingtian immediately burst in retreat. He was still hit by the powerful mystic qi blast on his head, causing him to blackout and instantly losing consciousness.
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When Yang Dingtian woke up again, he was already inside of a prison.
The entire prison was dark and damp,